My Love's A Noble Madness

But she had not been forgotten

“Right,” Laura said as she continued to glare at Sarah who just smiled at her with a sarcasm flashing in her eyes and the threat of punching her in the jaw.

Sarah nodded as she unfolded her arms and grabbed a chair.

“Wait, I got that for you,” Kenneth said as he pulled the chair for Sarah to sit down.

Sarah looked up as she sat down and smiled, “thanks, darling.” She said as she emphasized the word ‘darling’ to tease Laura.

Laura rolled her eyes at this as she sighed in frustration, “right, so what is this about, Greg?” She heard Kenneth ask.

Greg took another sip of his tea as he rolled his eyes and raised his eye lashes, “I was just getting there, patience gentleman.”

Kenneth leaned back over his chair as he sighed, “well, I guess I do can wait. I don’t have much to do today,” he gazed at the approaching waitress, she had black hair and green eyes, Kenneth and Sarah ordered their breakfast as Laura glared at Sarah, Kenneth took notice of this and asked, “did you two get in an argument?”

Sarah turned to Kenneth, “I beg your pardon?”

“I notice a little of tension between you and Laura,” Kenneth pointed out.

Sarah sighed as she licked her lips and leaned back over her chair and rested her head in Kenneth’s shoulder, “no, we’re fine." Sarah assured him.

“Okay,” Kenneth said. 

"Of course, we're fine," Laura said as she grinned, "why wouldn't we be?" 

"I don't know, I guess that's why I asked in the first place." Kenneth said. Kenneth didn't completely believe this but if Sarah and Laura said so then he would convince himself that they were fine with each other.

"There is nothing to worry about, darling." Sarah said as she sighed.

The waitress re-appeared with two cups of coffee and was soon gone after grinning at the couple who thanked her. Greg sighed, "okay, let's get started."

"Alright," Sarah said.

Greg took three files from his suitcase and rested them over the table in front of Kenneth. Kenneth looked down at the files before him, he gazed at them for a moment before finally grabbing one. Kenneth read deeply in thought for a moment before finally looking up, "how are we sure it is Milverton?" 

Greg sighed, "same M.O." 

"Yes, I do notice it is the same M.O." Kenneth said as he looked down once more at the picture in the file, "but it could be a copycat as well, don't you think?" 

"What are the possibilities of--" Greg started.

"Greg, no offense but William Milverton is very likely to be dead already, if not then he is alive but still in a wheelchair." Kenneth said.

"How can a man like Milverton be crippled at age 66?" Laura asked as she read one of the files.

"How can you be so sure of his age?" Kenneth asked, "we never comfirmed his age, remember?" 

"Well, we did not but--"

"You made an estimated of how old he could have been at the time but we never knew his exact age." Kenneth said.

"What makes you think I was wrong about his age?" Laura asked.

"What makes you think you are right?" Kenneth shot back.

"Okay, guys, do calm down." Sarah said as she leaned forward in order to participate more in the conversation. After all, she had been called in too.